Tag: South America

Owner of a unique natural landscape, Ushuaia is located in the most austral area of ​​the Tierra Del Fuego province, on the banks of the Beagle Channel and surrounded by the Martial mountain range. This city, whose name means “bay that penetrates to the west” in the Yamana language, is not …

I do not remember when the idea was installed in my mind, I only know that it became strong with the passing of time and one day I took the passage to Ushuaia with the intention of spending New Year in the “End of the world”. Once I had the …

Sitting in front of the Saint Christopher tugboat, I observed the coast of the Beagle Channel. I took out my notebook and started writing. Now that I had to leave, the drizzle no longer seemed uncomfortable and, although I loved the sunny days, I liked that climate that changed every …

My stay in Ushuaia was beginning to come to an end. I had a plane ticket for the next day to El Calafate, which I had taken at the beginning of December, although my real destination in Santa Cruz was El Chaltén. While my idea was to continue climbing, a …

We left the port of Ushuaia at 9:30 to make our way through the mysterious waters of the Beagle Channel. As we approached to Birds Island, the constructions became small but the mountains continued to be imposing. A sea of ​​legends We sailed to Sea Lions Island and continue to Les Eclaireurs Lighthouse, …

Every end reveals a new beginning, it is an inevitable part of its essence. Just as night gives way to the day and one year gives place to another, the end of a stage opens the door to another that begins. There I was, living my long awaited New Year …

I woke up without remembering that it was December 31st. I didn’t have a fixed plan and Alejandro suggested that I join a group that was about to leave for Témpanos Lagoon but, since I wasn’t ready yet, I don’t said anything and I continued entertained with my breakfast. Later, …

For a moment, the rain made me doubt. My plan for that morning was do the trekking to the Martial Glacier, but when I mentioned it to Marcelo and he pointed out the rain, I began to evaluate other possibilities. At that moment the truck driver arrived and asked me …

I chose to visit the Tierra del Fuego National Park for the second consecutive day. While I was sharing my breakfast -which consisted of bread with butter, dulce de leche and marmalade, cereals, juice, coffee, tea and milk- with a group of Italians, I wrote to the number of Transportes …

Marcelo received me with his slow speech, a mixture of Portuguese and Spanish, and a smile painted on his lips. I left my backpack and said goodbye. I walked through the streets of Ushuaia to the combis dock, where I bought a round trip ticket, and at 10 I went …